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As they spoke, the two of them arrived at a small side room, where a crystal barrier kept others out. There were two people in line, one of whom was a little girl who appeared to possess considerable skill.
The young master waited there, dismissing any concerns. Soon, when the two in front finished, he would be called to register.
Jiang Anbo waved his leg at the maid as a farewell and turned to converse with another maid who was registering the identities of the other two, continuing to learn more about the Universe Hall.
The Universe Hall was named after the cosmos, and all registrants were referred to as Seiya. The lowest rank of Seiya was called Star Knight, followed by Star Servant, then Star Master, Star Wars, Star General, Star Soul, and Star King. After that came Crescent Moon, Half Moon, and Full Moon. The Full Moon ranked within the Galaxy Lord category, which represented the highest level in the Universe Hall and granted immense privileges. Since the establishment of the Universe Hall, there had been very few Galaxy Lords; however, there were already four Full Moon masters. Bu Luo had even reached the Transcendence Period as a Great Master.
The maid's laughter was like a silver bell, yet her words reflected how difficult it was to rise through the ranks in the Universe Hall. If that were the case, how could one not deny that only a Mahayana Practitioner could achieve such heights?
What a naive person, unaware of such matters.
The little girl beside them pouted in mockery and looked at Jiang Anbo's ostentatious attire. She naturally assumed he was just a disciple from some small sect who had never seen much of the world. Little did she know that although Jiang Anbo appeared flamboyant, he was actually quite reserved about his true intentions.
He simply smiled and ignored the little girl’s remarks. After all, he was a Bright Disciple of the Sunfire Sect with powerful spells and techniques at his disposal. He preferred not to draw attention to himself or engage in unnecessary conflicts.
Life?
Jiang Anbo.
Gender.
"Isn't he just a nuisance?"
Age.
Thirty-seven.
Cultivation level.
Mid-stage Gold Core.
Hearing Jiang Anbo's words, the maid couldn't help but glance up. At that age and with that level of cultivation, could he possibly squeeze into the Earth Ranking's High Leg? Although his rank might not be high, he shouldn't be so obscure either.
"Go over there; someone will assess me."
"Wait."
A voice sounded from behind Jiang Anbo. It was clearly the little girl who had mocked him earlier. With a Foundation Establishment level, if he didn't want to stir up trouble, he probably would have shown her his true strength by now.
"Miss, is there something you need my assistance with?"
Jiang Anbo turned around, forcing a smile, but his legs were already tense, clenched in a half-fist. He resolved in his heart that if that woman continued to pester him, he would definitely make her regret it.
Before the little girl could respond, another voice came from behind him. A heavy arm settled on his shoulder, dissipating the Spiritual Energy he had gathered and causing Jiang Anbo to momentarily abandon his original plans.
The child, unaware of the situation, was brought out to play, and the young man did not mind.
Jiang An scratched his head and smiled at the middle-aged man who had suddenly appeared beside him, saying, "It's fine, it's fine."
The young man was quite accomplished for his age; there were not many disciples as solid as me in cultivation. Ru Ming was one of them, and since he had nothing much to do at the moment, why not have him act as the examiner for my test?
After thinking for a moment, Jiang An said, "It's all up to you, Senior."
His senior was more than willing to comply.
As the sun was about to set in the evening, Jiang An had just finished his test when he happened to see a somewhat disheveled young man returning to submit a task. Jiang An noticed that the boy had a pale complexion and suddenly understood why Minghong had said what he did earlier about that maid.
Although Bu Luo Yan Dong looked somewhat ragged, with his back covered in blood and flesh, he walked forward leaving a trail of blood behind him, making it hard for anyone to bear to look at him.
He submitted the task and handed over the Immortal Grass.
Oh.
Upon hearing the boy's words, the maid at the front desk finally reacted and processed his task. However, at the moment Bu Luo took the Immortal Grass, many suspicious eyes were fixed on the severely injured boy. It seemed that many people were thinking of those four words: Murder and Treasure Hunting.
Seeing those gazes directed at him, Jiang An suddenly felt reluctant to return to the inn. He slowly followed behind the boy, curious if things would unfold as he suspected—if someone would indeed resort to Murder and Treasure Hunting.
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